Spread Yo Shit (feat. Kon Artis of D12)

(obie)I didn't did my share of dirtFlip my share of workA nigga that lived and Slit through terror turfDid it big with clever workersWho hit the crackIn the back bottled up in that gerber glassFor what its worth i aint told to haveIm just ramblin', yall dick handlingTellin my past and you dont know meNiggas the names obieI'm about to expose these muthafuckers

(kon artist)(chorus)While I was down you had lots to sayYou should mind ya business and walk awayTalking about me trying to find a wayTo spread yo shit 'round townI ain't really got time for youAnd all that ignorant shit you doNiggas need money and i do tooThat's why i aint fucking with you

(obie)I wonder would he pass for passiveFor massive ass kicks inflicted It can happen that quick when spittin shitRapidly laying yo fag ass clickFor running your lips like a bitchAll i know its something that gotta giveNiggas i gotta live, its not a perogativeDon't speak on the kidLive your speach or ridge in the streetsIts so optional but i would be logical Cause when i lodge at you Its not a hospital operating Poppin' them hot slugs out yo abdominalNow yo momma got a funeral attendanceJust for mentioning obie trice the henchmanAll i wanna do is make music and bitch, manGet up the same way the same shit did jasonGive your hate up the AK's is sprayingMuthafucker's aint playin

(chorus)

(obie)Thats why i dont fuck with you catsCuz its all rap with yall But this is not an act at all *not an act*Run your trap get clapped and fallSpread rumors recieve malignant tumorsDont confuse music with us crewsAdhesive patches wont cover the bruiseChannel 2 anchors wont cover the newsThey never give a fuck when its beef between crewsAll i know is obie payed his dues made his movesBitch niggas hate the truthThey rather see me laid in the body boothDeep six riding so the ask at youThats why i dont fuck with yallYoure running your jaws and that really sucks for yallTalk behind backs but never to a dog Wouldnt that irritate your balls